SUMMARY: Sara receives flowers from someone and Grissom wonders if he is too late. In finding out what has happened, he learns more about Sara than he ever could have guessed.

Authors Note: This story is for a friend of mine who has had a huge rough patch these past couple weeks. What happens to Sara is currently happening to her and she is only in her early 20's. Hopefully having Sara in this position as well gives her a sense of strength that she too can overcome what the world throws at her. Cause after all there is no day but today!

PS. She a big RENT fan so I had to have that in here!

No Day But Today :Chapter 1

Nick, Catherine, Greg and Sara were all sitting in the break room waiting for Grissom with that nights assignments. Nick and Greg were playing cards, Catherine was starting a fresh pot of coffee, and Sara sat on the couch munching an apple, reading the latest forensics magazine.

"How was your night off Sara?" Nick asked.

"You know ... same ole, same ole," came the response.

"Damn Sara! You need to get a life."

"I have a life Greg," she said smiling to herself.

"Whatever you say Sara," Nick slightly laughed.

"Hey, where's Warrick tonight?" Catherine asked working her way into the conversation.

"He's off tonight," Grissom said entering the break room.

"What's on the board for tonight boss man?" Greg asked excitedly.

"Only one case so far tonight, and since you're oh so excited to do something, it's all yours Greggo."

"Really? Solo? Woot!" he said jumping up from the table.

The other CSI's rolled their eyes as Greg backed up towards the door mocking his colleges as he went. Greg turned around just in time to run into Judy carrying a bouquet of pink roses.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Judy!" he exclaimed.

"I'm sure Sara would like to see her flowers in the vase and not on the floor," Judy said entering the room.

"Wait, those are for Sara?" Catherine asked.

"Damn! You go girlie!" Nick said.

"Your kidding right Judy?" Sara asked slightly blushing.

"No, Ms. Sidle. They were just delivered," Judy replied setting them on the break room table.

Catherine stole a glance at Grissom and smiled. Grissom just shrugged his shoulders confused. He mouthed to Catherine that he didn't send them. She looked at him puzzled and turned her attention back to Sara who was opening the card. Sara just sat there smiling as she read silently to herself.

She closed the card and placed in back in the envelope. She worked the card in her jacket pocket and went back to reading her magazine. Catherine coughed causing Sara to look back up.

"What?" she asked.

"Well, you gonna tell us who they're from?" Nick replied.

"No," she said firmly.

"Why not?" Greg pouted.

"Cause, it's really none of your business," she laughed, "I don't have a life anyway, right?"

"Sara, we were just joking around."

"Well, I'm sick of my life always being the punch line in everyone's jokes," she snapped setting down her magazine.

"I'm sorry Sara. I didn't mean ... " Greg started.

"Alright everyone knock it off. Greg you've got a scene to get to. The rest of you, I'm sure you've got plenty to do on your other cases," Grissom's voice interrupted.

Sara threw the magazine she was reading down on the table. She picked up her flowers and glared at Greg as she left the break room.

"If looks could kill man!" Nick said patting Greg on the shoulder leaving the room.

Greg just sighed as he left to his crime scene. Grissom and Catherine remained waiting for the coffee to finish.

"Did you send those to Sara?" Catherine asked breaking the silence.

"Why would you think that?" Grissom replied

"Well, when a man is in love with a woman, he usually sends her flowers. I just figured ... "

"I am not in love with Sara."

"Gil, please! I've know you forever and I can read people really well."

"I didn't send them to her Catherine."

"You should have," Catherine muttered as she began to leave the room, no longer caring about the coffee.

"Excuse me Catherine."

"Nothing Gil."

"My ass nothing. If you have something to say to me, just say it!"

Catherine took a deep breath.

"Alright, your going to lose your chance with her if you don't get your head out of your ass!"

Grissom looked at her, shocked at what she just said.

"What? To bold for you? I told you to get your head out of your microscope, but you didn't take that hint, so, time to be a little more harsh. Sara is great girl, but she's not gonna wait around forever. In fact, she may have stopped waiting. It's been what ... four, almost five years since she moved to Vegas. You two have got something. You know it, she knows it, and if I remember correctly she made you aware of it after I blew up the lab. So, you need to quit sulking around and making the rest of us miserable and just take a chance."

"This is really none of your business Catherine," he said trying not to sound defensive.

"You're right, it's not, but I'm making it my business because you two can be happy. You're just to pigheaded to do something about it. You know what, forget it. It's your loss," she sighed leaving Grissom alone in the break room.

Grissom grabbed his coffee and walked down the hall to his office. He could hear Sara's voice just around the corner talking to someone on the phone.

"Yes, they are beautiful thank you…………….me too……………I know………..I'd love too……………sure that sounds perfect………….I'm glad I did to………..okay……..bye," Sara hung up the phone and turned the corner and ran smack dab into Grissom.

"I'm so sorry," Sara said looking up to see who she ran into. "Oh … Grissom, Hi."

"Sara."

"Were you listening to my phone call?" she asked

"In case you didn't notice, this hall leads straight to my office, so I do tend to walk down it from time to time," he snapped back.

"You don't need to get an attitude with me Grissom. People around here are just so damn nosey."

"I thought you knew me better than that Sara."

"I don't know you at all Grissom."

"You know that's not true Sara."

"Isn't it? You could have fooled me," she replied rolling her eyes.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It's nothing. It doesn't matter anymore anyway. You are my boss and that's all you need to be," she said walking away.

For the rest of her shift, Sara took up residence in an evidence room catching up on paperwork. While Grissom never left the confines of his own office, but that didn't stop Catherine from finding him.

"Hey Griss?" she said peeking into his office.

"What do you need Catherine?"

"Look, I just wanted to apologize for my little tirade earlier. It was uncalled for and totally not appropriate for the workplace."

Grissom looked up from his paperwork and smiled slightly at Catherine.

"Thank you Catherine. I appreciate it. It may have been the wrong time and place to bring it up, but that doesn't mean there isn't any truth to what you said," he admitted.

"So, what are you gonna do about it?"

"Haven't figured that out yet," he sighed pinching the bridge of his nose.

"What is there to figure out? Ask her to dinner, see what happens."

Grissom's head snapped up at that moment.

"What? What did I say?" Catherine said looking confused.

"That's exactly what Sara said."

"Hey, great minds think alike," she smiled beginning to leave his office, "Oh by the way, I think I saw her in her in the evidence room by trace. I mean, .if your interested," she said over her shoulder.

Grissom smiled as he followed Catherine out of his office. He made the walk to the evidence room to find it occupied by Hodges.

"Hey Dr. Grissom."

"Hodges, have you seen Sara?"

"Uh, yeah she just left. She said she was heading home."

"Thanks"

"Anything for you sir."

Grissom walked back to his office. He grabbed his stuff and made is way to Sara's apartment.

To Be Continued...

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